Four sides to the same place. Light blue walls. The only witness to the beginning of an end. Words said that explain a lifetime of unhappiness. Words said that hurt one and liberate the other. Tears spent. A hug shared that is not felt except by one. A loss for both. Shallow promises and unkept determination to remain civil. Hands held. Holding on to more than just the vows. Holding on to the only truth that can be understood. Silenced goodbyes and raised threats. Sudden denial and prolonged pain. A reality shattering a wasted dream. Unfulfilled desire exposing a hidden identity. Confusion and disbelief. Lies to maintain what little thread of dignity that remains. Iron will confronting emotion.
Nobody lies but both do. For a split second, surrender seems the easier option. For a split second, going back seems like the only escape. For a split second, mutual trust is shared. But only for that split second, do the walls glimpse a reunion.
The walls have wept alongside their companions. The walls have absorbed the sobs. The walls have seen what no one else has dared ask about.
The walls have kept their quiet. Knowing for a fact that these will not be the last lost souls they will encounter.
The walls watch what nobody else can imagine. The four light blue walls. Home to the unrevealed.
Nobody lies but both do. For a split second, surrender seems the easier option. For a split second, going back seems like the only escape. For a split second, mutual trust is shared. But only for that split second, do the walls glimpse a reunion.
The walls have wept alongside their companions. The walls have absorbed the sobs. The walls have seen what no one else has dared ask about.
The walls have kept their quiet. Knowing for a fact that these will not be the last lost souls they will encounter.
The walls watch what nobody else can imagine. The four light blue walls. Home to the unrevealed.
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